Raider's Revenge

I have fought in many battles, against the Alliance, orcs, demons, ogres... Yet I never expected to face my own clan.

My clan no longer. A few days ago I was patrolling the wastes on my trusty wolf, Skullshatter. I encountered Rend's soldiers. Before I could do anything, they attacked! I was outnumbered. I manged to escape, but they hurt my wolf. I thought it to be only a scratch, as he suffered worse many times. Unfortunately, the arrow was poisoned and he died a few hours later.

I do not mourn his death. This was his purpose, after all. He joined his brothers and will now hunt among the ancestors. But I want revenge. If only I wasn't so severly needed here... <race>, go south of here, to the Pillar of Ash and slay as many Blackrock as you can. Bring me their heads. Forty will do.

Have you exacted revenge in my name?

Good. I feel better now. Yet, there is still much to do.